Unbestechlich

“You think so?" The boy looked down at his cross-legged form. He was sitting straight-backed, legs folded neatly in the manner of an Egyptian scribe. "It's two thousand, one hundred and twenty-nine years since Ptolemy died," he said. "He was fourteen. Eight world empires have risen up and fallen away since that day, and I still carry his face. Who do you think's the lucky one?”
― Jonathan Stroud, Ptolemy's Gate

“If I learned one thing that day, it was that Peter Bartholomew, Arnulf, even Saint John the Divine had all been wrong. The world did not have to end with ten-horned beasts and dragons, angels and fantastical monsters. The prophets who foretold those things had succumbed to the extravagance of their imaginations, and it had played them false. Nothing on earth could be so terrible as men.”
― Tom Harper, Siege of Heaven

“It is a grief to see a hero go down to the house of Hades. It is bitter to lose a friend to evil, before one loses him to death.”
― Mary Renault, The Praise Singer

“Hot hearts are wont to overpower cold minds”
― Ben Kane, Eagles at War